On nearing the end of this road

I’m big on seeking closure in transitions, and have been pondering for a few months how to start this process for our upcoming move to the other end of the country. We’ve lived in our current town for 8 years, so we have much to say good-bye to… Living between worlds requires good-byes, a fact with which we are well acquainted. So, as the mood strikes, I plan to do my own little series of ‘closure poetry’, and will post some of it here, to share with the rest of you who also know good-byes well.

On nearing the end of this roadBeen waiting for this momentfor what seems like an eternity.And now that it’s pressing close,I wanna bottle up the moments of happy dandelions and fresh fields of bright-starred skies and lonely trees of quiet streets and nosy neighborsand take them alongas a reminder of the beautyin the days here.These things do not await uswhere we go. All will be new there –crowds and cars,action and noise.Funnyhow a difficult journeymorphsinto a sweet memoryone slow step at a time.

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It’s a strange transition isn’t it? Moving to a new place and leaving behind one that is so familiar. I like the image of bottling up memories. I really felt like I brought a lot from the old place within me to the new. It became part of me, the places and relationships and experiences. So it is a little like bottling. A way of keeping hold of the good even as you move on.
Praying you keep seeing those sweet memories emerging even in the difficult steps.